Chapter 38

The international airport was crowded that afternoon, as usual. People passed by, welcoming families or rushing to catch their flights. However, among the crowd, a long-haired woman with sunglasses stepped gracefully, accompanied by four children. Behind her glasses, Elena’s eyes scanned the surroundings, breathing in the air she had missed so much.

“Is this where you used to live, Mommy?” asked Alva, the soon-to-be five-year-old boy, clasping his mother’s hand.

Elena ...